What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the street, or getting on the same bus. Haruki Murakami More Quotes by Haruki Murakami More Quotes From Haruki Murakami I don't know -- maybe the world has two different kinds of people, and for one kind the world is this completely logical, rice pudding place, and for the other it's all hit-or-miss macaroni gratin. Haruki Murakami missing two people Although I didn't think so at the time, things were a lot simpler in 1969. All you had to do to express yourself was throw rocks at riot police. But with today's sophistication, who's in a position to throw rocks? Who's going to brave what tear gas? C'mon, that's the way it is. Everything is rigged, tied into that massive capital web, and beyond this web there's another web. Nobody's going anywhere. You throw a rock and it'll come right back at you. Haruki Murakami rocks brave thinking You can see a person's whole life in the cancer they get. Haruki Murakami whole-life cancer persons No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves. That's all. Haruki Murakami wish life people Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence. Haruki Murakami karma things-in-life events A certain type of perfection can only be realized through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect. Haruki Murakami imperfect limitless perfection Irrepressible curiosity vied with an instinctive fear. Haruki Murakami irrepressible curiosity What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love. Haruki Murakami breathing tree thinking Letters are just pieces of paper," I said. "Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish. Haruki Murakami pieces paper heart But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives. Haruki Murakami regret two people Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. Say you’re running and you think, ‘Man, this hurts, I can’t take it anymore. The ‘hurt’ part is an unavoidable reality, but whether or not you can stand anymore is up to the runner himself. Haruki Murakami pain hurt running I'll write to you. A super-long letter, like in an old-fashioned novel Haruki Murakami writing long book Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment. Haruki Murakami lonely disappointment friendship Now and then may not be enough…You have to enjoy it while you’re still young. enjoy it to the fullest. You can use the memories of what you did to warm your body after you get old and can’t do it anymore. Haruki Murakami body use memories With each passing moment I'm becoming part of the past. There is no future for me, just the past steadily accumulating. Haruki Murakami passing-moments becoming past I'll be happy if running and I can grow old together. Haruki Murakami grows together running I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyone else. A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else. Do you understand what I am saying? A person who is incapable of loving another cannot properly love himself. Haruki Murakami i-love-myself tired simple Everytime you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart. Haruki Murakami flood-likes news heart Is it possible to become friends with a butterfly? Haruki Murakami butterfly A short story I have written long ago would barge into my house in the middle of the night, shake me awake and shout, 'Hey,this is no time for sleeping! You can't forget me, there's still more to write!' Impelled by that voice, I would find myself writing a novel. In this sense, too, my short stories and novels connect inside me in a very natural, organic way. Haruki Murakami sleep writing night
